I moved back a little, so I could see her spread out below me. Every part of me lit up with white-hot fire for her. A dominance that had always been part of my persona roared to life, screaming that she was mine. She belonged to me. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do for the goddess beneath me, including offering her a ring.

"Like that, Ans? Hold on tight, angel. I'm going to pound the fuck outta that g-spot inside of you. Relax and enjoy this, hm?" I rolled my hips, beating my cock head against the soft swell inside her pussy. I shifted my angle to rub myself against the sweet bundle of nerves at the top of her mound.

She cried out, and her eyes went wide as she dug her nails into my arms and averted her eyes to where our bodies met. "It feels so good. Don't stop."

"You couldn't force me to." I pulled the long length of my cock out of her and pressed back in forcefully. Her big tits bounced, and her stomach tightened as she screamed her release. Warm come squirted from her body, coating my dick and running down my balls to my thighs.

It was almost too much. I'd never been so into making a girl come. Where it was my specialty, I wanted to take it up a notch, to make her a mindless mess during sex.

"Again," I commanded and ran my hand up to squeeze the side of her sensual neck. I pressed my thumb under her chin and pressed up a little, forcing her to look me in the eyes as I went to work on that g-spot again. "You have no idea of all the things I'm going to do to you, do you, kitten."

"No," she whimpered and rolled her eyes as her eyelashes fluttered.

"Then I'll leave it a surprise for now." I leaned down and kissed her, dominating her mouth as I brought her over the edge again. The sound of her moaning my name in my ear as she writhed under me was almost too much. "Turn over for me."

I moved off of her onto my knees just beside the couch and helped her onto her knees. She leaned over the couch, leaving just enough room for her swollen stomach to not be affected.

"Be careful with me." She rested her cheek on the couch and reached back, locking her hands around my thighs as I gripped my dick and led it back into her sloppy wetness. I leaned over the top of her and pressed my mouth to the top of her back.

One hand on the couch and the other cupped around her stomach, I worked her in long strokes, massaging her pussy as I moved. My balls were so tight they hurt like mother fuckers, and yet I wasn't willing to give in just yet.

"Harder," she whispered and pushed up a little, forcing me back.

"Anything you want." I moved my hand from her stomach to hold her just under her breasts, my hand wrapped around one.

With my free hand, I cupped her throat again and pulled back, forcing her head up and tilting it toward me so I could kiss and lick at her soft lips as I fucked her hard and fast from behind. The soft jiggle of her ass against my stomach had my dick swelling bigger, my orgasm rising faster.

"I'm going to come if you keep feeling so good." I kissed her again before running my nose down the side of her neck.

"I want you to come. Over and over for me tonight."

Her voice was filled with the same commanding tone she used on me in the OR. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around her, sitting back on my heels and pulling her back with me as to not lose contact. "Fuck me, Ansley."

"Finally." She let out a long sigh of relief and gripped the edge of the couch to pull herself up.

I held on tightly, lost in the delicious scent of her skin, the warmth of her body as she fucked herself so good on my dick. She came again before I joined her, the sounds and smells too much for me to handle any longer.

"Fuck," I yelled and tightened my hold on her. I used my grip on her to pull her back down, impaling her on my cock as she bounced up and down, working me, milking me, draining me of all I had to give her.

We were panting by the time she relaxed in my arms.

"Damn, baby." I kissed the side of her neck as my cock pumped come inside of her in strong waves over and over. "You're too much for me. You know that?"

"No way. Not the great Doctor Feelgood."

I snorted. "Yeah, well, if you'll have me, this guy is ready to hang up his hat and settle down."

"Really?" Her voice held more surprise than I thought it would. Did she really believe she was the only one completely bent over by our relationship working a little and then not? It was almost comical.

I ran my hand down to her stomach. "Let me help with this little guy, Ans? I have no family left in the world. I'll back off and let you have the majority of his time if you don't want to see where this thing between us can go, but don't close me out again, okay?"

She pulled off of me and turned, climbing into my lap and straddling me. The position was insanely intimate, even more than our sex. "I should have told you."

"But you didn't, and it's in the past." I slid my hand up her back, falling in love with her far more than I thought possible as she watched me with worry on her beautiful face. "It's alright. Just don't close me out again."

"I want to see where we can take our relationship." She cupped the sides of my face. "I don't want to be alone." She closed her eyes and shook her head, letting down her guard. "No, I don't want to be without you. Period."

"Good girl." I pulled her down and turned us as I covered her body with mine. "We'll work through the details later. Let's make dinner and take a long bath together. I've never done that before. I want to share it with you."

"Cooking dinner or taking a bath?" She laughed, and the world seemed right.

How the hell had we messed up something that we both knew could be so damn good?

I wasn't sure, but I was willing to work hard at not letting it happen again.

I laughed. "Taking a bath with someone, woman." I kissed her before getting up and pulling her up with me. "Do we need to go out and pick something up for dinner?"

"No. I laid out chicken. I've been trying to do better about eating for the baby." She ran her hand down her stomach and my cock twitched to life again. Fuck me. I wasn't going to have a bit of rest around her if I let my body run the show.

"Go put something on before I take advantage of how good you look." I smiled and picked up my pants.

"Thank you for coming up here after me." She reached for me as love filled her eyes. It melted me like nothing had ever before.

I wrapped my arms around her and leaned down, kissing her softly until she took it up a notch. My pulse spiked and my heart raced. This is what love feels like.

She pulled back from the kiss as I ran my hands down her back and gripped her ass, kneading it roughly.

"I didn't come up here after you." I smiled. "I came for fresh fish for dinner. You were just on the way, so I thought, fuck it, why not?"

She laughed and pulled out of my arms. "Oh yeah? Well, you can leave now then. Go get your fish."

"Fuck that. I'm not going anywhere." I stood there, holding my pants in my hands like a goof as I watched her walk down the hall. It was hard to breathe, and I knew what my father had felt for my mother. It was a fearless, reckless feeling. It forced me forward to dance along the edge of the fire and not consider getting burned. No matter what happened. I wanted this time with her, and every day she would give me.

I wanted to raise our son together and try out this fucked up crazy thing called love.

"I get it," I whispered to the emptiness around me. "I see what you meant, and I agree."

My father's voice echoed in my ears from memories past. "I would rather limp across the finish line up above, broken, battered, destroyed by love than dance across never knowing the deepest depths of passion it can provide."

Finally. I agreed.

Ansley and my son were worth it.

Love was worth it.